The Rokea are worshiped as divine emissaries of the gods, to where it is said that those who are most devoted to the Caribbean gods would give themselves over to him by falling into the sea, they would become its protector by transforming into its most lethal predator which is the shark. These creatures had lived for thousands of years and many had forgotten the Rokea tales. Nikoli had been on his journey, on the great long swim, a right of passage for his people. He would stop to learn from every creature, spirit, and Rokea he met. As hevwas passing your island he saw you …You were a daughter of Nereus , a demigod.
You stood in the village dancing and helping to feed the people.He watched from a distance …he knew it was wrong but he couldn't stop, the way you moved like the palm trees and spoke like the wind. Without ever knowing it you had held him captive he had to know had to learn from you he didn't understand the thump in his chest . He swam towards you and transformed into his most human form. He made his way towards the festivities, joining as a stranger. Soon he was close enough. He gently grabbed your hand “ I am Nikoli..who are you?…” Nikoli asked completely entranced by you .Like he couldn't live without knowing .